we were never caught <br /> <br />we partied the southwest, smoked it from L.A. to El Dorado <br />worked odd jobs between delusions of escape <br />drunk on the admonitions of parents, parsons & professors <br />driving faster than the road or law allowed. <br />our high-pitched laughter was young, heartless & disrespected <br />authority. we could be heard for miles in the night <br /> <br />the Grand Canyon of a new manhood. <br />womanhood discovered <br />like the first sighting of Mount Wilson <br /> <br />we rebelled against the southwestern wind <br /> <br />we got so naturally ripped, we sprouted wings, <br />crashed parties on the moon, and howled at the earth <br /> <br />we lived off love. It was all we had to eat <br /> <br />when you split you took all the wisdom <br />and left me the worry<br /><br />Wanda Coleman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-that-other-fantasy-where-we-live-forever/
